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Heading to the BBQ Pit
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Heading to the BBQ Pit For the past 2 days I lay draped over a wooden saw , my legs pulled widely open with large objects pushed into my top and bottom holes. Attached to my swollen udders, a milking machine that had been rhythmically pumping away on my nipples attempting to draw milk from me. Around my head a leather bridle had been buckled tightly to me. I don’t know what I had been thinking when I expressed my fantasy to be made into a meat animal… I guess you should be careful what you wish for, because that was what I was now. After a humiliating inspection of my body I was graded A, ready for roasting if I didn’t produce milk… I looked down at the empty tubes and wondered how much time I would get before I was taken to the spit… A sharp slap on my ass brought back to consciousness… I felt the objects pushed on and groaned in pain… “hmmm seems the fat cow is a really just a piglet, no milk” he said as he looked down at the empty tubes still pumping away on me. “I have enjoyed watching you suffer like this though” he laughed… “I never knew how much fun it would be to abuse a fat animal like you, but I think its time for you to be brought to the bbq pit, I’m hungry” I struggled against the binds holding me tightly in place and mumbling pleads behind the gag in my mouth which went unheeded as he rolled a large crate into view… large in the sense that it would fit a good sized person in it, but small in that I would be jammed into as fattened as I was… He began removing restraints, my limbs were numb from being held in the same position for so long that it was impossible for me to really move as he pulled me from the saw and pushed me into the crate on my back. He quickly starting trussing me like a turkey, my wrists pulled together and tied then forward over my bulging belly pushing my swollen udders between them. My legs were pulled up and my knees pushed out so they rested next to my arms, causing them to push together more and trust my swollen udders higher. My ankles where then secured together and the pulled higher above my head. The 2 objects in my holes were pushed deeper into me and then slapped several times. “Gotta get those holes stretched for stuffing” he commented as I moaned loudly behind my gag, tears leaking from my eyes. Once I was properly trussed and secured he lifted a lid for the crate above me so I could see it. Across the top was written in bold red letters “Fresh Meat” he laughed when my eye widened and then placed it above me,<b> locking </font></b>it in place and then rolling me out to an awaiting truck. I felt the crate loaded… looking up through the slates in the crate I could see sky and realized I was being transported in the back of his pickup truck… anyone who could look into the truck might see me and maybe I could be saved from the fate awaiting me… doubtful I knew… as the truck moved and started down the street. Air blew around me as he drove… moving quickly, I realized we must be on the highway and I wondered where he was bringing me… after what felt forever, the truck exited the highway, took a series of turns before I felt the uneven road suddenly.. he’d turned off the road… we bounced along for a few minutes before coming to a stop. I heard the gate the truck open and then clicks as he opened the crate, not speaking the ropes holding my legs and arms up were released and I was pulled from the crate around to the front of truck. He pushed my back against the front of the truck, spreading my legs and using his 2 arms, pushed my body up onto the hood, then turned me sideways and then around once more so my head hung at the edge. He then went to the drivers side, and pulled my right leg up until my ankle was next to his side mirror and bound it to it… he repeated the process with my right leg, securing me spread open on the hood. My arms were then secured to the front bumper. I didn’t think I could feel any more humiliated then I did as he climbed back into the truck and resumed driving, my naked body splayed open before him like an animal that had been hunted, captured and was now food… I knew it was only a matter of time before we reached the destination and preparations began for my roasting… |
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